Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 300 The evil spirit body and the whip

"how come?"

‘See’ this scene.

Chen Yulou's eyebrows jumped heavily.

This sword of his has cut down big snakes, killed dragons, suppressed evil spirits, and destroyed mirages.

Especially after being cultivated in Lu Zujie's Sword Stone, the sword's will was as bright as a rainbow. Even a great demon like Zhou Jiao who had practiced for thousands of years and had reached the stage of walking into the water could not withstand the power of a sword.

A dark shadow hiding in the mist.

He was able to escape unscathed.

How can this be?

"Brother Chen?"

"What is it?"

Listen to his low murmur.

Partridge Whistle's face was extremely solemn.

The moment the sword struck down just now.

He just felt that the mighty power of heaven was coming, and he could not suppress the fear and trembling in his heart.

Wherever the sword energy passed through, you suddenly felt like you were in a sword house.

It seems that the whole person will be divided into countless parts in the next moment.

But listening to his tone, hesitant and a bit shocked, it seemed that the sword did not succeed.

"nothing."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

The black shadow was so weird that even he found it troublesome.

The Partridge Sentinels and others were still blindfolded by black scarves, so they naturally lost their advantage and were placed in a weak position. It was difficult to achieve anything against such opponents.

"Brother Chen, Yang will raid the formation for you..."

It has already caused such a big commotion.

Said nothing happened.

It's clearly just something to fool a child.

However, based on his understanding of Chen Yulou, the more this happens, the more terrifying this opponent is.

Maybe some of them are not even qualified to end the game.

But the sentence is not over yet.

Chen Yulou's calm voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Taoist, if you take more than ten steps forward, you can pass through the tunnel. You can take Kunlun and the others there first."

"I can handle it here for now."

"this…"

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle confirmed that what he expected was correct.

But leaving Chen Yulou alone in the sword mountain is really not something he can do.

"Walk!"

"The terrain here is too narrow. It would be difficult to take action if you stay."

Seeing him hesitate.

Chen Yulou frowned even more tightly.

Now is not the time for humility.

As his spiritual consciousness swept over it, the black shadow in the darkness became more and more astonishing, constantly changing its shape. It was almost human-like before, but now at first glance, it looks like a monster that has awakened from ancient times.

"good!"

Partridge Whistle is also a decisive person.

As soon as he heard this, he no longer hesitated, and immediately transformed from the rear to the front.

Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner.

Although the eyes and ears are closed.

But that sword energy just now was so terrifying.

At this moment, they also vaguely understood something. Apparently something dangerous happened in the tunnel that they could not detect.

Kunlun's face was full of anxiety. Based on his understanding of the shopkeeper, he would definitely choose to go into danger alone.

"Let's go first."

"Answer outside."

"You kid can still not trust me, the shopkeeper?"

Although he didn't speak, the anxiety, hesitation and resistance in his expression said everything. Besides, he had been with him for many years, so how could Chen Yulou not understand Kunlun.

Transmit messages through spiritual consciousness.

She comforted him softly.

"Besides, when have you ever seen me actually put myself in danger?"

"It's just an evil spirit. No matter what, it can be recovered completely."

Listen to the shopkeeper's message.

Kunlun couldn't help but feel uncertain.

The shopkeeper has made it very clear that if he can't see or hear, forcing him to stay will indeed become a burden.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Recited silently.

Kunlun no longer insisted, followed the figures of the three people in front, and hurried out of the tunnel.

More than ten steps, almost in the blink of an eye.

A sinister but not biting wind rushed towards his face. Partridge Whistle, who was walking in the front, understood immediately and pulled off the black scarf in front of his eyes.

The wind lantern in my hand had been extinguished at some point.

It was pitch black all around.

I can't see my fingers.

He subconsciously took out the fire sickle, made a staggered stroke, and with a stabbing sound, a flame ignited and stretched into the lantern with the glass windshield removed.

It turned out to be shaking all the way.

The wick fell to the bottom.

Picking it up and putting it in the copper cup, it was soaked in tung oil, the firelight passed by, and the light came on again.

With the flickering firelight, Partridge Whistle raised his eyes and saw that behind him was the Thunder Mountain that he had just passed through. It had returned to its original state, with wisps of dim fluorescence flowing past from time to time.

There is a stone cave at the bottom of the mountain.

There is no door frame.

The winding tunnel is narrow and long, and it is shrouded in a thick layer of fog. When the light shines through, it is impossible to penetrate, and even the white fog is dyed with a layer of yellow halo.

Listened intently for a moment.

There was a deathly silence inside the cave.

It seemed like... there was no breath of life.

But it was clear that Chen Yulou was still among them. Although he didn't know what exactly happened, it was obviously not an ordinary thing that could make him draw his sword without hesitation.

"Senior brother?"

"Have we come out yet?"

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in or wait, an old foreigner's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Apparently the sudden stagnation made him think.

Gather away the Qi and blood and release the ear orifices.

Partridge Whistle came back to his senses and nodded, "You can now take off the black scarf."

The old foreigner had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. Without any hesitation, he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled it.

Just walking in the dark for too long.

Suddenly saw the light again.

Even if it was just a wind lantern, the light was unexpectedly dazzling, and it took him a while to recover.

During this time, Kunlun and Yang Fang also removed the black cloth covering their eyes.

"Huh? Where is shopkeeper Chen?"

After scanning around and seeing that Chen Yulou was nowhere to be seen, Yang Fang couldn't help but ask before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Hear this.

The old foreigner realizes it later.

All he wanted to do was to verify whether there was really a ghost cave behind Thunder Mountain.

After adapting to the alternation of light and dark, his attention fell on all directions.

"Still inside."

Partridge Whistle responded simply.

After that, his eyes continued to focus on the tunnel.

After hearing this, except for Kunlun, who had already known about it, the two of them suddenly sank to the bottom of their hearts.

"Is it the sword from before?"

The old foreigner was thoughtful.

Although their ears and eyes were closed before, they still felt something when the sword struck.

Hear this.

How could Yang Fang not understand the seriousness of the matter.

For so long, he had seen Chen Yulou take action countless times, but only once with his sword.

It's still the same snake mother from before.

So, the invisible danger in the tunnel is at least on the level of a snake mother?

Thinking of this, an indescribable solemn atmosphere lingered in everyone's hearts.

"Wait a minute...the fog is moving."

Yang Fang is still sharp-eyed.

Pointing at the thick fog deep in the tunnel, he suddenly said.

Several people were refreshed and looked at each other subconsciously.

The mist like cumulus clouds indeed began to flow slowly.

What does this mean?

How could several old Jianghu people not understand?

This means that Chen Yulou, who stayed behind, has already started fighting with the unknown existence.

brush-

Slowly pull out the dragon scale sword.

Chen Yulou's face was calm. Most of his eyebrows were covered by black cloth, but there was a strong murderous intent floating in the center of his eyebrows.

After such a long stalemate, the black shadow never moved. Through the induction of his spiritual sense, he had seen several people leave the tunnel safely, and his last bit of patience was finally exhausted.

Since the other party doesn't move.

Naturally, Chen Yulou would not continue to wait like this.

A flick of the wrist.

The dragon scale sword slashed out of thin air.

There was only a sound of piercing the air, and the sword light shaped like the blazing sun cut through the fog and went straight towards the black shadow.

The dense fog was almost solid.

Like a river thawing in early spring, it begins to flow slowly.

With this sword, Chen Yulou was no longer the previous temptation. He had almost no reservations. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and at the same time, it contained a belief that he would kill.

Don't talk about an evil spirit.

It’s the snake **** who is really close to each other.

This sword will also make it suffer a little.

really.

It was almost the moment when the sword energy burst out of the air.

The black shadow finally reacted, and in a flash, it collapsed from an ancient giant beast into a long and strange shadow.

It looks like a black snake hiding in the mist.

But even so.

Still a step too slow.

The lightning-fast sword energy came in an instant as if it tore apart the space.

Slashed through the snake-shaped black shadow.

Just like before, the shadow instantly shattered into countless pieces, but this time it did not reappear out of thin air in the blink of an eye like before. Instead, it flowed with difficulty in the white mist like spilled ink.

The sword energy is constantly consumed.

So much so that the ink cannot blend.

A shrill, invisible scream rang in his ears.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but twitch a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He thought that ghost thing was really immortal, but it turned out... that it also knew pain sometimes.

brush-

Thoughts together.

Chen Yulou raised his sword and swung it several times.

In an instant, more than ten rays of sword light swept out, and the speed of the mist flowing was even more astonishing, as if it was not an underground tunnel, but the top of a mountain cliff.

When the danger came, the evil spirit screamed, not even caring about the pain, and forced a pool of evil spirits to quickly gather into a ball.

at the same time.

I don't see it moving.

A huge boulder suddenly appeared out of thin air in the tunnel.

The sword energy swept across, and the crisp ding-dong sounds were heard all of a sudden.

"It's really you."

"The evil **** Mahakala, it seems that it is not a rumor."

There is a record of it in King Gesar's poems, but because it is too old and there are too many demons and evil spirits in it, it is difficult for future generations to understand, and they only think it is just a rumor.

But right now…

See with your own eyes the huge boulder lying across the tunnel.

How could Chen Yulou still understand?

Mahakala, the evil **** who controls minerals.

Only it has such strange abilities.

The sword energy continued to cross the boulder, and small cracks appeared and spread to the surroundings. Finally, with a loud bang, the boulder fell apart and turned into a pile of powder.

And all this.

It seemed like a long time passed.

In fact, it only takes an instant.

The shadow of the evil **** was clearly stunned for a moment. Feeling the sword energy coming through the air again without losing any momentum, it suddenly let out a sharp roar and plunged into the stone wall next to it.

spirit body.

Chen Yulou has seen it several times.

But this is the first time they have met.

This thing is tangible and insubstantial, and cannot be killed by ordinary means.

Using sword energy can only continuously consume its evil spirit energy and weaken it. If you really want to kill it, you must use thunderous means.

But it's enough for now.

Dong Dong Dong—

As soon as the black shadow touched the cliff, the rock, which was clearly as hard as iron, suddenly seemed to turn into a puddle of water, allowing it to blend into it.

but.

Even if most of them are avoided.

There were still several sword energy passing by.

Invisible screams came from inside the mountain.

"break!"

Seeing it hiding in the Thunder Mountain, it seemed that there was nothing that could be done about it, but Chen Yulou showed no worry in his expression, he just opened his mouth and softly uttered one word.

In an instant.

The sword energy remaining in the evil spirit's body was exploded.

There was only a loud sound like thunder, and the spirit body that had just merged into the Thunder Mountain was forced out again.

And in Chen Yulou's 'sight'.

The white cliff looked like a broken ink bottle.

The dark, viscous, disgusting black liquid splashed out from the cracks in the cliff and spilled all over the ground.

but…

even so.

The evil **** is still not dead.

A pool of ink flowed slowly on the ground, and after a while, it actually merged into a ball again.

Seeing this situation, even though he was mentally prepared, Chen Yulou was still shocked by this scene.

He is worthy of being called a god.

It’s just hard to kill!

If it were a big demon, under such sword energy, it would have been dismantled and boned, and turned into a great medicine of essence and blood.

but.

As long as it can be hurt, it will definitely die.

The evil spirit body is not at the level of the Eight Ancient Gods.

Otherwise, for an ancient **** who was still at his peak, Chen Yulou would have escaped long ago, let alone taking action. If he stayed, it would be disrespectful to his life and death.

Zheng!

Seeing that the strange ink-like spirit bodies on the ground were about to merge into one.

Chen Yulou did not continue to take action.

He even inserted the dragon scale sword into the scabbard.

What appeared in his hand was a soft whip about two to three meters long.

Wrapped with several turns of gold wire.

About the thickness of a baby's arm.

The dark gold luster flows throughout the body, exuding an ancient and profound atmosphere.

Astonishingly, it was the ghost-killing whip that Zhou Jiao had given him at the foot of Fuxian Lake.

Although there is only one word difference with the magic whip in Yang Fang's hand, the background is completely different.

According to Zhou Jiao.

This whip is an ancient Nuo weapon from the Dian Kingdom.

But Yang Fang's one is a pure Taoist treasure.

One yin and one yang.

One evil and one good.

The only thing that is the same is that both whips are engraved with numerous talismans and scriptures.

The God Beating Whip can suppress corpse disasters, but the Ghost Beating Whip with thirteen clouds and heavenly writings on it can actually kill demons, subjugate demons, and suppress evil spirits.

The hand shook.

The ghost-fighting whip that was originally rolled into a ball stretched out instantly.

And the black shadow on the ground was like seeing the most terrifying existence in the world, and the screams were endless.

reaction to it.

Chen Yulou was not surprised.

That day in Longtan Mountain, it was the first time that he used the ghost-beating whip. Even Luofu, who was born with a phoenix species, could only catch him without any help.

There is no escape.

There is no way to avoid it.

Not to mention a seriously injured evil god.

The speed of the black liquid fusion was even more astonishing. It merged into one body almost in the blink of an eye, and then plunged desperately into the stone wall of the tunnel.

"At this time, you still want to escape?"

"It's too little to take Chen into consideration."

Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou's eyes became even colder and he shouted coldly.

While talking.

The long whip was swung out hard.

I saw golden light flashing, and the surrounding area that was still invisible suddenly became as bright as day. Golden lightning instantly appeared outside the black shadow and struck hard at it.

Bang!

Golden light splashed everywhere and black mist filled the air.

The black shadow was pulled out from the stone wall of Thunder Mountain, causing the whole body to tremble, and the ink-like black liquid was spread everywhere.

But this time.

But it didn't merge as slowly as before.

The spilled black liquid, under the golden light, was like water droplets on the furnace wall. It evaporated and disappeared with a strange hissing sound.

(End of chapter)